Sugar Daddy QUE. (Ft. Rich Homie Quan)
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[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
Que
Rich Homie baby
It's the way that you walk, hey
[Chorus: Que]
Shawty independent, I like how she handle business
She gon' go and get it, yeah she ain't with it
I bought a roll of tissue for the way she shittin' on bitches
She a real boss bitch and that pussy hittin', yeah
Is it the way she talk or is it the way she walk
When she lookin' back
She her own sugar daddy
Can't do nothin' but respect it, yeah
[Verse 1: Que]
Shawty she independent, self-dependent, she 'bout her business
She ain't fuckin' around with no nigga who don't know how to get up and go get it
She already got her own yeah, so certain shit don't faze her
She ain't askin' for no favors and she ain't hurt for no paper
She havin' plenty, Chanel, Fendi
She in it, she got it, she did it
That's light work, know pressure make pipes burst
And if you ain't got it she on to the next, gone to that check
She ain't like to rest on, you ain't right, you gettin' left, period
She ain't never been no groupie bitch
She look like her shit tight, I bet it grip
Que
Rich Homie baby
It's the way that you walk, hey
[Chorus: Que]
Shawty independent, I like how she handle business
She gon' go and get it, yeah she ain't with it
I bought a roll of tissue for the way she shittin' on bitches
She a real boss bitch and that pussy hittin', yeah
Is it the way she talk or is it the way she walk
When she lookin' back
She her own sugar daddy
Can't do nothin' but respect it, yeah
[Verse 1: Que]
Shawty she independent, self-dependent, she 'bout her business
She ain't fuckin' around with no nigga who don't know how to get up and go get it
She already got her own yeah, so certain shit don't faze her
She ain't askin' for no favors and she ain't hurt for no paper
She havin' plenty, Chanel, Fendi
She in it, she got it, she did it
That's light work, know pressure make pipes burst
And if you ain't got it she on to the next, gone to that check
She ain't like to rest on, you ain't right, you gettin' left, period
She ain't never been no groupie bitch
She look like her shit tight, I bet it grip
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